The Ballad of Crud and Horgus v1.1
Inside the dome is an arena pit. Along the walls of the dome are bleachers. The bleachers go all the way to the ceiling. Fans hang upside down from the ceiling and scream, "Wow get a load of this wacko! Entering the arena with a gun! We hate that! We hate this so much! Their name is Crud! We hate Crud for entering with a gun! Wow!"
Across from you, another man enters. He looks like the guy you really didn't want to get stuck with for the science project in 7th grade. The crowd starts booing. "We hate you Slimy Scott! But we'd rather have you win than this schmuck with a gun!" Slimy Scott seems unphased. As you approach Scott you can tell that he is, in fact, slimy.
A bell rings. Slimy Scott puts up his slimy fists. It's time to fight.
Across from you, another man enters. He looks like the guy you really didn't want to get stuck with for the science project in 7th grade. The crowd starts booing. "We hate you Slimy Scott! But we'd rather have you win than this schmuck with a gun!" Slimy Scott seems unphased. As you approach Scott you can tell that he is, in fact, slimy.
A bell rings. Slimy Scott puts up his slimy fists. It's time to fight.